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Shakira stopped walking. Her eyes, calm and composel, turned toward Mitchell. She said, "When Lago tried to hurt me that time, you saved me. Are you calling in that favor now?"

Mitchell was struggling, for between options. He never intendell for Shakira to repay him, nor did he want to use this ro confine her. But now, things were different and he really had no her option. Mitchell's expression was incredibly strained, and he just said, "I just hope that one day, we can truly be a family."

Shakira nodded and said, "Okay, I understand."

"I'll come tomorrow night, but I must tell you, your hope will never come true. After speaking, she gave Mitchell a deep look before turning around to leave.

Behind her, Mitchell remained hopeful and shouted, "I believe that day will come!"

Shakira didn't stop, continuing her way forward. In her mind, she silently thought, 'It would never happen! Even if I die!"

On Friday night, Shakira arrived five minutes early at the entrance of the Paniago Hotel. There were high society figures in designer clothes all around and luxury cars came and went in an orderly manner.

In her simple white shirt and worn-out jeans, Shakira seemed out of place here.

The Nelson family arrived around the same time and could easily spot the striking Shakira from the entrance.

Rebecca's face instantly darkened inside the car. "What's with her dressing up like she's picking up trash and dining with us at an event like this? Isn't she embarrassing us all?"

Cody also wasn't pleased. He thought, 'The Paniago Hotel is one of Crescentville's top business venues, where many big-time entrepreneurs choose to discuss deals. There's a chance we might run into someone we know the moment we get out of the car.'

He mused, 'If an old friend saw us hanging out with Shakira looking like that, it would completely ruin the Nelson family's image.

Cody, with a stern face, instructed the driver, "Drive around once and then come back."

Yvette, who was in the same car, linked arms with Rebecca and whispered, "Don't you think Shakira will even get through the hotel entrance dressed like that? Should I go down and help her?"

embarrass herself, she better not drag us down with her!" Rebecca cursed under her breath, while a gentle smile tugged at the corners of Yvette's

driver in front exclaimed, "Oh, Ms. Shakira Nelson just went

quickly looked over and saw the lobby manager striding out with a wide smile, going over to greet her. Not only did he not stop Shakira at the door,

in disbelief as Shakira entered the

meekly asked, "Sir, Shakira has already gone in.

gloomy face,

things over for Cody, "Maybe it's because of Mr. Lopez. Even

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officially a maid for the Lopez family, everyone knows he's fond

said, "To become a maid like her, you wouldn't find many

and said, "Alright, when we get out of the car, keep your

The manager was very courteous, bowing and nodding to Shakira, "Ms. Shakira Nelson, your private room has always been kept for you according to Mr. Reynolds's structions. Should we head there now?" Shakira said

room is it? Should we

him a sideways look, "Why put it on my account? I'm not that

chuckled, "Oh right, get the best bottle in your wine cellar, and

""Sure!" said the manager.

had arrived earlier than the

phone and talking to himself, immediately jumped up. He said, "Hey! Shakira, why didn't you reply to my messages? I said I

briefly flashed with surprise and admiration when he saw Shakira. When Shakira was first brought back, he saw

his research. The only person he often thought about at home was his sister, Yvette, the one he grew up with and who

sister, Shakira. To him, blood relations were just indifferent data with little

that she was timid, self-conscious, and a foolish

seemed different from what he remembered

He knew Mitchell's temper, so he didn't expect that Shakira dared

the scene he had imagined. Instead, he watched as the usually super arrogant and self-important Mitchell flashed a big

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